On Chinese New Year's Eve, when the snow was beginning to clear, the open space in front of the ancient tomb was covered in silver, which happened to become a flat martial arts arena, where Long and Yang Guo practiced the ancient tomb martial arts, dismantled each other, light skills, and stepped on the snow without a trace; The palm is swift and unexpected; The swordsmanship is dexterous and smooth; In the end, I practiced the beauty boxing technique.

The beauty boxing method is Lin Chaoying's originality, and every move is to imitate a famous beauty in ancient times, such as "Red Breeze Running at Night", "Lihua Makeup", and "Xizi Holding the Heart". Therefore, the moves here can be described as graceful and colorful, and they are extremely beautiful, not like martial arts, but better than dance.

However, because Long and Yang Guo are both men and can't be enchanting, the two of them have penetrated themselves in their studies, and they have become elegant and chic, handsome and square. At the same time, because Long and Yang Guo have different temperaments, the set of boxing techniques they show gives people different impressions, and each has its own merits.

The dragon has an outstanding appearance, a hundred times better than men and women in the world, but because of its cold temperament, it looks arrogant and dusty, as if an immortal came into the world, full of fairy spirit in his gestures, awe-inspiring and inviolable;

Yang Guo's appearance is naturally inferior to that of the dragon, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, with the unique warmth and elegance of Jiangnan men, but because of his temperament inherited his father Yang Kang, he has a little more amorous, contradictory temperament, and is unique. When he was recruited, the dragon had quietly stood in the snow, but Yang Guo had not stopped.

I saw him lying on the ground, like lying on a couch, with his right hand propped up, his left hand gently waved out, and the sleeves swept over his waist and thighs, as if he was flat and wrinkled, and sighed, his face was lonely.

The dragon asked, "Guo'er, what kind of move is this, did you create it yourself?" ”

Yang Guo nodded, got up from the snow, regained his lively temperament, patted the snow on his body, jumped to the dragon's side in one step, and said excitedly: "Well, I came up with it myself, Brother Long, I think, our grandmother-in-law is a rare beauty in the world, and she is indispensable in this beauty's boxing technique." ”

Long Dao: "The appearance of the grandmother-in-law is indeed overwhelming, tell me, what is the name of your move, can you think of a name?" ”

Yang Guo said proudly: "Of course I have thought of the name, Brother Long, do you know?" I thought of this trick from the first day I learned this boxing method, it's called "Tomb Seclusion", am I smart? ”

Long Dao: "Guo'er, you are so smart, you are really amazing, you can create your own moves so quickly, you are much stronger than me." ”

Yang Guo listened to the dragon's praise, became even more proud, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, I'll teach you this trick "Ancient Tomb Secluded Dwelling" is good." "I want to change my identity, take myself as a teacher, and really think that I am stronger than the dragon.

That year, Yang was over sixteen years old, his figure was similar to that of a dragon, his guttural voice was getting thicker, he had faded from the appearance of a child, and he was already a handsome and strong teenager. When he first worshipped the dragon as a teacher, he really regarded the dragon as a master, and he was very respectful, and took all the rough work and tiring work such as cooking, cooking, washing, and cleaning on his body, so as not to let the dragon tired. Yang Guo was afraid that he would lose a good master who was willing to teach him kung fu, and he was also afraid that he would lose his hard-won shelter. Therefore, although his usual respect is sincere, it is a little more deliberately flattering.

However, as the two got along with each other, Yang Guo gradually figured out the dragon's temperament, although he still regarded the dragon as a teacher, respected and loved him, but he knew in his heart that the dragon was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and his behavior was no longer restrained, knowing that the dragon was tolerant of him, and often teased with the dragon, or even hugged and hugged, coquettish and splattering, so that the relationship between the two was very different from the ordinary master and apprentice in the world, and exceeded the etiquette. One is out of sincerity and doesn't care, and the other comes through and is open-minded, and I don't feel that there is anything wrong.

Now, Yang Guo is getting older, and his thoughts and thoughts have matured a lot, on the other hand, Long, because of his cultivation of internal strength, although he is in his early twenties, he is still seventeen or eighteen, and he looks young. In Yang Guo's eyes, the dragon is the most perfect person in the world, and it is a god who has fallen into the mortal world and is not defiled. Yang Guo thinks that he is a Zheng Zheng man, always thinking about protecting, loving, and protecting his loved ones, and when facing the dragon, he unconsciously wants to protect the dragon behind him, and he stands up to protect it from the wind and rain, even if he does not hesitate to break his bones.

Today, when Yang Guo heard that Delong praised him better than himself, he couldn't help but feel in high spirits, and his arrogance, pride, and manhood soared. The dragon, he thought, would not lie, he said so, and that was the truth. Since he is stronger than the dragon, it is natural for the dragon to be protected by himself in the future. So he was proud for a while, and blurted out that he wanted to teach dragon kung fu to prove his strength.

Unexpectedly, I only listened to the dragon said: "After that, I can't learn this move." ”

The dragon refused.

Yang Guo only felt that a basin of cold water was splashed down, extinguishing his enthusiasm, full of spirit, his eyes dimmed, and he thought: "Yes, Brother Long praised me for being happy for me, he can take Hao Datong and fight Pingqiu, where will he be able to see my micro moves, I really don't know how thick the sky is." ”

Longguan Yang Guo's expression changed from smug to full of sorrow, he couldn't help sighing, stretched out his cold palm and stroked Yang Guo's cheek, and said: "Guo'er, don't think nonsense, I said that I can't learn your moves, it's not that I can't look down on your moves, but I really can't learn them, and I can barely learn the moves, but I can't exert my power." ”

Yang Guoqi said: "How can you not learn?" ”

Long Dao: "Guo'er, the way of martial arts, both internal and external, you know this truth." ”

Yang Guo nodded and said: "I understand, I understand very well, Brother Long, you are like this, otherwise you would not have cultivated like ice, and now, if you don't distinguish carefully, on your face, you can't tell the difference between smiling and not smiling." Thinking of this, I have let go of the entanglement in my heart.

That's the big headache!

Long Dao: "Yes, my kung fu is demanding, I need to keep my heart like water at all times, suppress the seven emotions and six desires, if one day, I am sad and happy, crying and laughing, moved by feelings, and left tears, my internal strength will be greatly harmed, and it will hurt my body at least and lose my life at worst." ”

Yang said: "You told me that when the ancestor and Grandma Sun died, you had a heartache, so you left a secret wound, and then Li Mochou attacked, your kung fu was invincible, and she slapped her, and the injury worsened. ”

Long Dao: "This shows how important the state of mind is to kung fu cultivation!" ”

Yang Guo was sad when he heard this, walked to the dragon's side, stretched out his arm to wrap the person around his back, put his chin on the dragon's shoulder, and said softly: "Brother Long, you are like this, don't teach me yourself as an example." ”

When Grandma Sun died, the dragon never shed a single tear, nor did he show a little sadness, Yang Guo didn't understand why the dragon was like this, and his closest relatives died without being sad and sad, and he had a bad evaluation of the dragon in his heart, and secretly scolded the dragon for being indifferent. Later, when chatting, the dragon mentioned his old illness, and Yang Guo realized in an instant how hard and tired the immortal in front of him was like snow and ice, and he didn't look like a real person. God is always fair, he gave Long an excellent appearance and a teacher, but also gave Long a life destined to be lonely and depressed.

If a person can still shed tears unscrupulously, it means that this person's suffering has not yet reached the peak of suffering. His suffering still has the opportunity to tell and suffer, and if a person doesn't even dare to shed tears, how heavy the suffering in his heart should be.

If the person who hurts sheds tears, then the heart of the person who does not cry is not painful? It hurts my heart, and no matter how difficult it is to solve, why bother with tears streaming down my face and pretending to show it to outsiders!

From then on, Yang Guo suddenly understood how happy people were when they had tears to shed, and they only had sympathy and pity for the dragon.

Yang Guo was always pleased that his chest was wide enough to wrap the dragon's shoulders under him.

The dragon was used to hugging Yang Guo, and then said: "Guo'er, what did you think of when you wanted this trick "Ancient Tomb Seclusion"? ”

Yang Guo was silent.

Long Dao: "Guo'er, in fact, you are right, the grandmother-in-law was forced to live in seclusion in the ancient tomb out of helplessness, and she has always had outside people and the outside world in her heart, so in the end, she became ill and depressed until she died." Tilting his head and looking at Yang Channel: "Guo'er, you don't like ancient tombs either, you feel bored after living for a long time, and you always want to go outside for a walk, right?" Your state of mind is the same as that of your grandmother, so you can study this move and understand its meaning. ”

Yang Guo scratched his head and said, "Brother Long, you are so powerful, I think you know everything, don't blame me for being restless." ”

Long shook his head and said: "I don't blame you, you once traveled in Jiaxing and Changxing, and went to sea to Peach Blossom Island, and then followed your Uncle Guo from the south to the north, enjoyed most of the scenery of the rivers and mountains, and finally went to this Zhongnan Mountain." He sighed lightly, and then said: "You have seen the prosperity outside, and you feel that the sky and the earth are big, just like an eagle flying high in the sky, you are well-informed, how can you be satisfied by just walking in the small town under the mountain?" If you want to stay with me for a long time, you will really suffer if you want to live in this uninhabited deep mountain! Human nature, how to blame? ”

Yang Guo asked, "Brother Long, have you never thought of going down the mountain for a walk?" ”

Long Dao: "After that, I can't learn the "Tomb Dwelling" you created, this is the problem, it's not that I didn't think about going down the mountain, but I don't care at all." It makes no difference to me whether I live in a tomb or outside. I won't be depressed because the tomb is deserted, and I won't be happy because it's bustling outside. Catching a piece of falling snow, he continued: "My temperament is natural, like the snow that falls from the sky in this winter, falling silently, cold, indifferent, and tasteless. I'm not interested in anything in the world, I like to be a sideliner, and I don't like to meddle in things. I don't feel happy because the flowers bloom in the spring, and I don't feel sad because the leaves fall in the fall, I always do my own thing and ignore no one. ”

Yang said: "Brother Long, you are not like this, if you are as indifferent as you said, you will not be sad because of the death of Grandma Sun and Patriarch, and you will not take care of me so kindly." ”

Long Dao: "Yes, once, I always thought that I would always live like this emotionless, like an ice sculpture, waiting for the day when it turns into water and disappears, but later I realized that I can't do it." The ancient tomb of escaping from the world and the martial arts of breaking off love can't keep me like this, and if I run into you again, it's even more impossible. ”

Yang Guo asked: "Is it a good thing or a bad thing to meet me?" ”